Another Grandbaby and no Jury Duty

Well this blog has a new look, and the last post was obviously about some things that happened a while ago.  I'd written that post and then when I got ready to post everything on the Google Blogging site had changed and it took me a while to get a chance to figure out what had happened.  Actually the changes were not that great but it took a while to figure things out.  Anyway when I went back I found that I had already written that last post and forgotten about it and just got around to posting it.

We've been blessed with another grand baby.  This one is Corry Arron Nichols.  He was born 12/2/11 exactly one month after his cousin Jonathan Ryan Nield.  I think that's pretty cool.

Here's is the account of Corry's birth.  He was supposed to be induced the day that he came in to the world naturally.  However, that day the hospital was so full that they couldn't induce and Iwalani was very upset, but later that day she went into labor naturally and I was glad because that meant that I was able to go to the hospital and be there when Corry was born.  Brian was there with Chantel and he asked me something and I said that I wasn't that experienced with babies being born, and he said that I'd been there when my kids were born and I said that the last time that happened was 20 years ago when Chantel was born.

Anyway it was a super cool I thought.  There was one funny thing that happened.  Right after he was born I was talking to the other Grandfather and some how we decided that his name was supposed to be Corry Ryan.  I thought it was a little weird that he had the same middle name as his cousin.  It didn't occur to me I was full of smelly stuff and I sent out a text message to my family with the wrong name.  I didn't realize what I'd done until the next morning when Kiki called and asked if kidding about the name, or if I'm just really dumb.  I had to admit that I'm just dumb, and then tell all my sisters and brother that I'd screwed up.

Here's a health report, that deals with silver water somewhat.  So far this winter I haven't caught my annual bout with bronchitis/pneumonia and that's great.  That's also meant that I've been exercising regularly since after the surgery, and I was riding my stationary bike up until just a week before the surgery but I had to stop the body weight exercises sometime before that.  I'm thinking that this is good and I was thinking that my Phase 1 physical (which is the physical I get every year with my job that proves how reliable of a person I am).  So I'm having my EKG and then the nurse calls in a "Truck on 115653."  I'm thinking 115653!  That's my Z number, what the heck is a truck?  Are they calling an ambulance on me?  Then the nurse tells me that my EKG is abnormal and I can't leave until a doctor (or PA) looks at my EKG.  Then the nurse tells me that it's probably not a problem because my heart beat was low and that sometimes causes a low voltage which is what the EKG said.  So this is the second abnormal EKG I've had in 4 months.  No one told me anything about why I had an abnormal EKG last time so hopefully it was the same thing and there's nothing wrong with my ticker.

I'm finishing this up this Monday morning.  It's snowing pretty hard here and the Lab closed.  It's pretty funny what happened.  I drove to the train station this morning and before I left I checked to see if the Lab was on a delay or closed and nothing so I drove to the train station.  Right before I got out of the truck I checked again and they had put the Lab on a delay.  I came home and went to back to bed.  I got up and it was really snowing and I thought the roads would really be sucky to drive on so I called the Lab and they were still on a delay.  So I drove to the train station again and right before I got out I called again and the Lab had been closed for the day.  So I drove home again.  Then Goose called me and I told her the story and she said; "Wouldn't it be ironic if I had both these days off?"  That's what I was thinking as well, but the thing about this type of a day off is that if you had already scheduled the day off you can't change it to "Report Pay" (which is how we report the day on our pay report) so I had to have been planning to go to work to get the day off.  Unfortunately with my hernia operation and Aaron's funeral and everything else I've barely go enough vacation time to cover going to Kristen's wedding and the time between Christmas and New Years when the lab closes.  Anyway I thought it was pretty serendipitous that each time I got out of the car the message for the day had changed.